like a no-tell motel painting

He just stared at her for a moment, and her eyes flew open wide for a moment as his reaction to seeing here. So many emotions danced on his silver eyes that it was hard for her to wrap her mind around it all. Shock, to see her standing a few feet away from him. But it didn't last very long at all, after only a few heartbeats his face melted into the scowl that he had held before. Blinking her purple eyes at him she tried to calm herself, noticing that her fur had bristled somewhat at the male's surprise. There was something about this man that reminded her of someone that she knew. He was blank, devoid of all emotions on the exterior. Mercy had no doubt that on the inside he was a boiling pot of emotions and feelings, no one could truly be as empty as he appeared to be. It made her face soften somewhat, although she did not grow any less alert. He was still a stranger and could do something that she did not expect, and for that reason she didn't let her full guard down.

He seemed confused by her words, and she shook her head slowly. "I was only teasing you, you seem awfully grumpy although there is nothing around." She commented idly, letting her gaze slip from him for a moment to gaze around the desolate plain. No other scents crossed her nose, and she knew that there were no other wolves around here. So why was Mr. Grumpy pants over here so upset? Ears flickered slightly, maybe he had intended to find someone, but by the scents here there hadn't been another soul passed here in a few days. That would make her grumpy, trying to track someone down with no progress. But she was playing a guessing game, she really had no idea what this pale wolf was out here doing. Black marked face turned back to him, taking a few cautious steps in his direction. Curiosity brimmed in her bright eyes, elongated tail flickering between her legs. "Do I remind you of someone?" Mercy asked softly, vocals almost... tender, as if she were dealing with an injured dog. She was sure to move slowly, having a feeling that there was something amiss with him. Plus she couldn't help but ask, after all he had looked pretty surprised to see her after all. Head tilted slightly again, pausing after only three slow steps towards him. He had turned his body towards her own, although she could tell that he wasn't fully paying attention to her. This brute was very distracted, which made her feel somewhat more wary.

"Speech"
'thoughts'